Arse Licking - Inspiration point!
The neighbour licking my arse has become a regular thing. The details of the first time it happening are too lengthy to go into here. It was after a stag night. I had locked myself out. It just happened.
I’m not gay and neither is he. And he wouldn’t be my type if I was. I’m 23. He’s the wrong end of 50. My girlfriend is beginning to notice. Comments, I mean.
“Popping out again, are we?”
We’ve been together for six years. She’s the only girl I’ve slept with and I don’t think she’d do that even if I asked. I wouldn’t want her to.
Tonight I told her I was going round to watch the football. I held up the six pack. In fact, we had Stickly Come Dancing on. He closed the curtains and I lay on my front on the floor. I didn’t even take my clothes off.
I was wearing jogging bottoms for easy access. That was his idea. He put a cushion under me and pulled them down to my knees. If my girlfriend hadn’t come over to borrow some milk and my neighbour hadn’t left the door unlocked everything would have been alright.